After swapping bodies with green tea sister

me: hello? ? ?

I:. . .husband?

However, there was no egg, and the other end did not reply, and even the fishing that I abandoned my integrity failed.Obviously, this situation is not because Lao Lin didn't reply on purpose, but because he really didn't see it.

Are you riding a bike for the time being?

Or is your phone out of battery?

If it's the latter, then should I... order a wreath on Taobao first?

"Stupid Mumu! Stupid Mumu! Come out."

Mu Zhili suddenly called me from the kitchen.

I put down my phone tremblingly, put on my slippers, and got out of bed, but my feet softened and I almost fell to the ground.

Damn... the body after dysmenorrhea is really uncomfortable... I'm not right... I've never seen Mu Zhili so serious before...

While leaning on the wall, Mu Zhili came over and stepped on a pair of brown Martin boots.He quickly put his arms around my waist and supported me, "Hurry up, why are you so slow, you have to tell me what seasonings are in those jars."

"Oh? Oh..." The place where I was hugged was a little sensitive, I twisted it uncomfortably, "Sugar, salt, monosodium glutamate, thirteen spices, black pepper, this order..."

"Still uncomfortable?"

"Ah... well, much better. Thank you for the medicine." I bowed my head.

"Remember next time, I usually have 30 days, counting from today. If you feel that it is coming soon, don't eat cold or raw food, don't drink alcohol, don't catch a cold, wrap up warmer, and don't run around with Wang Xiyuan. Otherwise it will hurt Damn you, this time is a lesson. Normally it doesn't hurt this much. What did you do yesterday?"

"Eat Japanese food buffet... I have ice cream and sashimi..."

"Where's the wine?"

"I have a drink..."

"Then you deserve it."

Mu Zhili squinted in contempt.

"Well."

"For dysmenorrhea, my Yueyueshu is more effective, but I'm a little resistant, so I need to add painkillers. You will be very weak these two days. Let's ask for leave, and I will go home to take care of you. Then you have to be obedient and not steal Eat it cold, especially the ham in the refrigerator...do you hear me?"

Mu Zhili whispered all the way, and walked into the kitchen with her arms around me. On the chopping board, there were eggplant slices and pumpkin slices cut into strange shapes.

"Uh, it's convenient to ask, what kind of food do you want to cook?" I had a headache.

"Stir-fried pumpkin with eggplant? What's the matter? There's also fried shrimp with tomatoes, pork ribs baked in brown sugar, and onion and barley porridge. Do you think I treat you well?" Mu Zhili was proud.

...I was stunned for a long time thinking about how to bake brown sugar with ribs...

"Well, Zhili, don't you think that you should change the mix? For example, stir-fried eggplant with tomatoes, baked pork ribs with onions, brown sugar pumpkin porridge with barley, shrimp... just let it go with shrimp."

"No, there is a gap between ordinary dishes and yours. I hate the gap." Mu Zhili directly refused.

"But..." I stared at him tearfully.

"No way." Mu Zhili was tough for a second, then softened, "Hey, forget it, I'll listen to you today." He turned his head and put the eggplant and pumpkin on separate plates, and began to tinker with the tomatoes in silence.

Then Mu Zhili brought me a chair and asked me to sit and watch him do it.I thought it would be very warm, but who knows that the scene is so exciting. His knife skills for cutting vegetables always feel like he learned from "The Texas Chainsaw Murderer" and "The Legend of the Condor Heroes"...

After making three wrong seasonings, he finally made Fried Eggplant with Tomatoes.

Well, it's great, it's great, the "food" composed of stucco and red paste, and a large layer of oil underneath, very artistic.

"Let me taste it." Mu Zhili suddenly snatched the chopsticks from my hand.

"Ah... hey, didn't you say I'll..." I was a little stunned, Mu Zhili had already taken a small bite, chewed carefully, swallowed... and then dumped it all into the trash can.

"What an unpalatable combination, I would have fried eggplant with pumpkin if I knew it earlier." Mu Zhili blushed, very impatient and irritable, "Really, stupid Mumu, it's all your fault, if you have that card, I'll give it to you directly It’s so troublesome to order private dishes?”

"But that's wrong... It's okay to spend other people's money..." I protested.

"Children like you can tell right from wrong, bah, with that card, I just skip the original accumulation, you know? The most difficult thing is not from 100w to 1000w, but from 0 to 100w... Sigh, forget it, It would be useless to say that.”

"Working well is not the same..." I said weakly.

"It's the same shit, what else is the fastest thing now besides money making money?" Mu Zhili's expression was a little decadent, "PPT fraud? Blockchain? Ponzi? Finance needs to be brought in by someone, or that is, highly educated, Join the investment bank, and take your time, but how can I wait?"

"Why are you in such a hurry..."

"Nonsense, I'm in a hurry to earn money to support you." Mu Zhili glanced at me with a very natural expression.

I actually understand what he really means: nourish his body, because for him, he must feel that this body is very expensive.

But as soon as this sentence fell... I still... involuntarily blushed...

"Well, cook some porridge, just give it to me, it's easy to cook porridge. Then, I still have dozens of dollars, and I will transfer it to you. You can order some takeaway for you." I thought about it and came up with a solution .

Mu Zhili nodded flatly, and I transferred all the remaining money on WeChat, and then taught this guy to cook porridge on a low fire, and Mu Zhili lightly ordered a few times.

The boiling water gurgled, the steam climbed into the sky, and the shape was no longer real.I pretended to stare at the steam, but I was actually peeking at Mu Zhili's very soft facial features under the light.That feeling of being completely familiar and completely unfamiliar, like an old street that has lived for a century, and things are different.

"Ding dong, ding dong."

The doorbell rang suddenly.

"Huh? Meituan is so fast?" Mu Zhili stared and scratched her head.Run out and open the door.

I foolishly followed, stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly my heart stopped suddenly: Damn, could it be...

The door opened, and suddenly—some footsteps that seemed to be stepping on the stairs, using the fastest frequency I have ever heard in my life, went up to the third floor in the blink of an eye.The man was carrying a lot of KFC bags, his expression was excited and ecstatic, and when he looked up and saw Mu Zhili, he froze instantly.

Excitement quickly turned to confusion.

His rough features were almost tangled into a ball of water-soaked pepper noodles.

"Hey little Yunzi... okay, hey... you... no... are... outside of Tamiang...???" Lao Lin hesitated in the last few steps, but finally came up.He smiled awkwardly but politely, and at the same time winked wildly at Mu Zhili.

Mu Zhili was unmoved.

Mu Zhili stared coldly.

Mu Zhili inhaled the fragrance.

"Hey, little Yunzi, hey..."

Lao Lin offered KFC with both hands, and laughed, alas, I feel miserable.

While laughing, Mu Zhili looked meaningfully at Lao Lin, and then looked back at me.Then, he faced Lao Lin, rubbed his fists, and said with a smile:

"go away."

——Old Lin was dumbfounded for a moment.

But Mu Zhili had already slammed the door hard, lost in thought.

Just as I was about to say something, the pensive Mu Zhili nodded, opened the door again, snatched all the food from the stupid old Lin, and waved, "Bye bye~"

Then "嗙" sounded.

He slammed the door shut again.

next moment.

Mu Zhili turned her head, gritted her teeth, and roared as if she wanted to produce phlegm and blood:

"Mu!"

"Autumn!"

"cloud!!!"

……

056

Author: ink dirty

In fact, in this short period of special fate.

I often feel that I have been doing many absurd things for many reasons.

For example, when I was in love with Jiaming, I insisted that my body affected my love; for example, when I was looking for Lao Lin, I shirked that I and Lao Lin were brothers.It seems to be reasonable, but in fact it is very despicable, and the rotten root of all this, I suddenly want to understand:

It's because of—a certain kind of "cognition".

Just like what Jia Ming said, the cognition of being born as a human being.

"Who am I"?In fact, there are two answers to this question in my subconscious mind.One, Mu Qiuyun, and the other, Mu Zhili.

From the very beginning, I was a bit girly, but Changing Body and Jiaming completely catalyzed all of this, establishing the hint that I am "Mu Zhili 2.0".The undisappeared masculine cognition and the budding female cognition are entangled together. As a result, I lost two "consciousnesses" at the same time.

for example,

I don't want to go to class, I subconsciously think, anyway, I can't go back and get married when the time comes;

Another example,

Playing around with boys, I would subconsciously think, anyway, I am also a boy so I don’t need to avoid suspicion;

Once I do something wrong with boys, I use "I'm a girl" as an excuse, and when I behave wrongly as a girl, I switch to thinking I'm a man.I joined the play, but I joined two different people...

The above principles are all reflected in the dark by me - at this moment, I am imprisoned by Mu Zhili again.

This time the cage is a small cabinet. Fortunately, there is a glowing gap that allows me to observe the outside.Mu Zhili seemed super angry this time, even eating with an angry expression, biting like a wolf choking her throat.

I still remember him yelling angrily:

"Mu Qiuyun, I shouldn't have believed you, I shouldn't have believed you changed!!!"

"You vixen! You bitch! You bastard!!!"

And I didn't know what was going on, and I was very irritable and angry, so I just used my last strength to refute him:

"You're a bastard! Lao Lin and I are brothers, it doesn't matter at all, let alone you abandon me first, you make a fuss, you are too possessive, and you don't respect my free will. If you want to go back, you will work hard to change it? Why do I call you, but never call you?"

After refuting that sentence, Mu Zhili was trembling with anger, and I was tired again, so I wanted to go back to my room to rest.

But the moment I turned around, Mu Zhili suddenly picked me up, pressed me down on the sofa, and looked at me with chattering teeth.He didn't speak for a long time, just kept staring, staring fiercely.

I suddenly feel fear.

And his anger gradually calmed down, and there seemed to be some memories between his brows.

In the end, he even smiled softly and somewhat sweetly, the sun was shining brightly, but the words he spit out made my hair stand on end.

"Stupid Mumu, when you are a puppy drinking milk, you are so obedient and cute."

I asked him are you crazy?

He didn't speak, but he took out a soft rope and tried to tie me up. I struggled hard, but it didn't make any sense. It wasn't until I was tied up to death and my mouth was gagged with cloth strips that I realized that it was time to change the method.

soon.

I was locked into this cabinet by him.

Before I knew it, more than an hour had passed, and until now, I could only "whoop".

I have been observing the outside, Mu Zhili soon satiated, he walked towards me, opened the cabinet door, stared silently, I opened my eyes wide, deliberately fell to him weakly, tears flowed out of sobs, dripping Down, landed at his feet, wet his white socks.

"..."

"Forget it, let you go today."

His expression softened as I expected.

The rope was finally untied, and I threw myself into his arms and cried immediately, but there was no fluctuation in my heart.It was as if the soul had been pulled out and became an unrelated third party present.I thought to myself: My behavior is so ridiculous, but the pear blossoms are raining, but they are full of youth everywhere.

Mu Zhili still had a blunt expression, looking at it with a complicated, sad, atmosphere, and distress.

I suddenly had an epiphany.

Maybe he and I are both sick.

I have a disease of not knowing whether I am a man or a woman;

And he has a disease where he always feels that "I" is "her"...

In fact, I understand the reasons for Mu Zhili to do all these extreme things. He always firmly believes that "I" is "she", so everything about me should belong to him and should be presented according to his will.

Even because he loves himself, it's hard to say...whether he fell in love with "me" inevitably, mixed with male lust...

a moment.

I suddenly had a dazed idea.

"Mu Zhili," I gently hooked his neck, "Why don't you just slap me."